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Hypnotic
Griffin
Julianaexhalesaquiet moan and arches her back at whatever Sage whispers. I’m wary because I don’t know her well, but I have to trust she is acting in Juliana’s best interest.
Calling Jules “Mistress“ is definitely new, but it feels right. I want to serve her in whatever capacity she desires. I am hers to do with as she pleases.
I’ve never been a subservient person in the past. Twice now, I’ve fallen to my knees before this woman and experienced a sense of peace. My purpose is to give everything over to her, surrendering to her will, knowing she will lead me to ecstasy.
Coming to focus on me, our eyes connect. There is power there. A confidence I have yet to see from Juliana, and the shiver it sends down my spine is exhilarating.
Sage’s hand is still wrapped around my mistress’s throat, but it seems to comfort her rather than scare her.
Her hands are free, and my cock jumps when she reaches out to firmly fist a handful of my hair. The slight tug she gives guides me further between her thighs and closer towards her cunt.
It feels like ages since I’ve tasted her. Every part of me craved her when we were separated, and I longed to return to her. Between her full thighs, I feel like I have come home. But before seeking what I crave, I look up to her for permission.
“On the bed. Now.” Her tone is forceful, and I scramble to fulfill her command.
When she lets go of my hair, I see her twist and mumble something in mommy’s ear.
Did I call her mommy? No, Madam.
Madam places a soft kiss on Jules’s forehead before releasing her from her grasp.
Realizing I stopped moving for a moment while I observed them, I rush to lie down on the bed and face them.
Both of them move to stand beside the bed next to me, but neither acknowledge me. Their gazes are locked on each other as they communicate something silently.
Slowly, Sage reaches for the buttons on Jules’ dress. One by one, they come undone, but the two never take their gaze away from each other. They are in some kind of trance together.
Watching them is making my cock harden and throb with need. Unsure which I want more, I resist the urge to squirm, knowing my mistress would not approve. Though the realization that I want Sage too is new, it feels natural.
Madam’s fingers slip under the dress and draw it over Jules’s shoulders. When it lands on the floor, my eyes lock on the most beautiful sight.
My mistress’ round breasts hang full and heavy. I want to bury my face in them and suck on her nipples hidden beneath the lace of her bra. I want to graze my teeth over them and absorb the sounds of pleasure I know she would make.
When she draws off of her underwear, Sage places her hands on Juliana’s hips and leans in to speak quietly into her ear.
Suddenly, my mistress snaps her attention to me at what Sage said, and heat rages in her eyes. She looks back at the woman, searching for something, but Sage stands there as patient as ever. She is waiting for Jules to make a decision on her own. Prompting her to lead. To take charge.
Jules turns to me once more and crawls up on the bed. Swinging her leg over me, she places herself so she is perfectly straddling my hips. Her pussy perfectly aligned with my throbbing cock.
I tried to rock up into her, but with one hand, she forces me back down.
“Please, Mistress?” I ask.
“Do you like calling me that? Do you want me to be your mistress?”
“Yes, Mistress. Please. Let me be yours.” My voice is raspy with need. I can only hope she sees the truth I offer. I want to be hers. In every way that matters and in any way she needs me.
Grasping me by the chin, she looks into my eyes and soul. Searching for any sign of deception. Finding none, she releases me and reaches for my wrists, which she pulls above my head.
“No touching. Not without my permission.”
I nod vigorously and wait for instructions.
